"My power was...is...growing," Mordred replied, moving to stand beside Arthur. "Merlin says it's a rare occurrence. But we think Ruth might be the cause. It's possible that she has magic and it's compatible with mine so my power was drawing from her."

"She'll be fine," he hurried to reassure. "I need to wear this," he gestured with a grimace to the rope wrapped around his wrist, "until I learn how to keep my power from drawing on hers." Blue eyes becoming distant, he gazed at the landscape. "But I don't think mine will stop growing. Something triggered it. Ruth was born a few weeks ago and I hadn't reacted to her before."

Mordred frowned. "I don't know. That's the problem. It might have been something around here that set it off on accident or someone could have triggered it on purpose. If it was on purpose I don't know who or why."